It's ladies night at the bar but she smokes a mans' cigar.
one day at a time
distance grasps a stronger hold.
you don't know who i am nor care to find out.
these feelings are permanent.
no matter what is said and done
you'll have the best seat,
right next to my heart.
it's the same dream every night.
us against the world,
hand in hand.
this is the happy ending i can't have.
the fact is
i can't look in the mirror
without picturing your face.
i honestly can't respect the word love
without your warm embrace.
gay gay gay. i know.
edit: everyone i've talked to this morning is either sick or stoned.
i woke up around 1am. fuck sleep, i want to go dancing.